Chapter Seventy-Three

After Zhou Yu stepped outside, the three women—Nian Yu and her companions—followed as well. Climbing atop the wall, Zhou Yu glanced inside and said, “My performance is about to begin. Don’t call out to them yet.”

Nian Yu, puzzled by his words, asked, “What do you mean? Why aren’t you taking your knife?”

Pan Yuxin explained, “Zhou Yu means he’s going in alone first. As for why he’s using a gun instead of a knife, I don’t know.”

Zhou Yu laughed, “Silly. It’s just to show you my skills. Besides, doesn’t it look cooler this way?”

Nian Yu protested, “No way. If you want to show off, at least pick your moment. Now isn’t the time.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry,” Zhou Yu reassured her.

He pulled off his outer garment, revealing a slightly plump body. “Come on, I’ll help you up.”

Pan Yuxin said, “It’s all right, Sister Nian Yu. Let him go ahead. We’ll just watch, and if anything happens, I can get down there in time. Let’s climb up and see.”

Since Pan Yuxin insisted, Nian Yu had no choice but to let Zhou Yu help her up as well.

After helping Xiao Jie and Nian Yu onto the wall, Zhou Yu said, “All right, time for the show. Nian Yu, watch carefully. I don’t often use a gun, you know.”

Nian Yu whispered, “Just be careful. That’s all that matters.”

With a nod, Zhou Yu gripped his gun and leapt down. Just before landing, he drove the tip of the gun into a zombie corpse, using the force to spin through the air. As he touched down, he flung the gun—along with the impaled corpse—into the midst of the zombie horde, crashing into three or four of them.

Without pause, Zhou Yu charged into the mass of zombies, thrusting, sweeping, stabbing in every direction.

By this time, Liu Long and the others heard the howls of the undead and rushed out, weapons in hand. Seeing the three women perched on the wall, peering inside, Liu Long quickly joined them atop the wall.

He spotted Zhou Yu inside, wielding a spear and cutting a wide swath through the zombies.

Excited, Liu Long ran back to the vehicle to fetch his own spear and leaped into the fray.

Seeing Liu Long jump in, the others refused to be left behind and followed suit.

Noticing their arrival, Zhou Yu shouted, “Hey! Why are you all coming in? I haven’t finished my performance yet!”

Liu Long was the first to retort, “What performance? Stop showing off! If you’re so good, let’s have a contest!”

Liu Hu called out from behind, “How could you leave me out of this?”

Zhou Yu was infuriated. He shouted to Pan Yuxin, “Hey, go to the car and toss me Nian Yu’s spear as well!”

At his words, Pan Yuxin immediately jumped down, retrieved the spear, climbed back onto the wall, and threw it toward Zhou Yu.

She called out, “Brother Long, just wait till you get back! If you dare insult me again, I’ll have Sister Tingting refuse to let you sleep in bed tonight!”

Zhou Yu dashed over to where the spear landed, grabbed a weapon in each hand, and began spinning the two spears alternately between left and right, putting on a dazzling display.

Liu Long protested, “Xin Xin, when did I insult you? That’s not fair!”

Pan Yuxin replied, “You said ‘what performance’ to Zhou Yu—that’s an insult to me, too!”

Liu Long said, “Aren’t you two a couple now? Or aren’t you?”

At those words, Zhou Yu stumbled and cursed, “Are you serious? Enough with the nonsense—let’s get moving!”